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Complicities -part 2

Estão muito sérias! Sorriam...

Shoot me…

Girls are all alike! They aren’t, actually, but once in a while I love these pre-made sentences or, if you prefer, these clichés. And there was I in that normal garden, in a normal Sunday afternoon, with a normal friend, chatting about normal things, killing time as I normally do in normal Sunday afternoons, the worst afternoons from all existing seven.

All of a sudden, there they are, coming straight to us, with this air of happy teens taking a walk near a normal beach, carrying a normal digital camera, in a normal Sunday afternoon, in a normal garden located in a normal town. They kindly ask my friend to “shoot them” right there. I was not asked to do it but I immediately saw there an opportunity to expand my blog, this one, with a new post about women.

African teens...

And here I am, talking of something I don’t know much about. Women are a strange form of human being, I should say. Or maybe not. Maybe we, males of human race, are not able to understand them and we always end up in the same way: we quit on understanding them. No matter what, attraction to them still dominate quite a lot of men all over the world. The same attraction responsible for lots of love and hate stories in the world. The fatal attraction…

Well, getting back to the story in that normal garden, in a normal Sunday afternoon, with a normal friend, chatting about normal things, killing time as I normally do in normal Sunday afternoons, the worst afternoons from all existing seven, my friend managed very well the photography session with those teens and I took advantage of it: I took my cellphone and I have shot them. Aren’t they looking like two experimented pros? Maybe one day these teens will be on a famous runway spreading their charming to those vultures of fashion industry. Till then, they’re just posing to a normal camera from a normal transient through a normal garden, in a normal Sunday afternoon…

May the gods have mercy of us…

Crossing the 54th constellation…

Truth is important when everybody around you have the same definition for it. This can happen, but it is not that easy. Watching the picture here below, I would say that every soul being part of the bunch of souls populating this strange planet, Earth, would have its own reading of that very same image. Some would be able to see complex social, economical or political webs spiced here and there with tortuous wars of interests. Other would only see a black woman carrying her baby on her back and selling fish (or any other strange stuff) on the streets of an African country. A truth for every soul…

African woman...

I was born a while after my parents decided to make it happen and since then I am surviving. I no longer see time ahead to become one of the powerful man in the world but that won’t make me get dimmed off. After all these years, as I have not been able to find my soul, I am now pretty sure I won’t live forever. But what I am living since I was born has been an enriching conjunction of yesses and nos, ups and downs, lefts and rights, flips and flops, zeros and ones, departures and arrivals. I would say, a positive balance, anyhow. Unfortunately, not that much… At least not the much I would like to. It is when I walk down through certain realities of this world, like the one I am living lately, that I realize how little has been my world. Tiny!

Women should be, in fact, a case study. From the over-repressed Arabian women to the over-released American[1] ones, women have, since human kind genesis, been losing. They haven’t found yet their own way, I’m afraid. But they own a couple of good attributes which deserve my entire respect. Women, in general, fight good for what they really love. For instance, they may become dangerous like hell if their children are in danger. Or, if another woman tries to take over “their male”, they may hurt bad their rival. Women are good persistent workers. They can stand long periods of full concentration on a single task. They are very much multitask oriented. They are very much resistant to pain and suffering. They can carry their baby on their back all day long while working. Yet, after millions of years, they are still number two. Out of… two!

What the hell am I still wasting time comparing east and west? North and south? I need to use my remaining time more efficiently. Nevertheless, I feel a special pleasure comparing men to women. I will then keep that comparison live in my life. Gender wars apart, let’s see what the trip through the 54th constellation will bring me. I definitely gotta be, effectively, a wise man. I will… I promise.

May the gods be right there, precisely where I need them most…

  1. USA, of course.

I’ve Been Busy

I’ve been busy! Busy with my little problems which I always see as huge as elephants. Busy with my own life. Busy with others’ life as a function of my own. I’ve been busy…

Many of the “always busy” people are totally unable to organize themselves. Many of them are totally convinced that exposing themselves to others as busy people will bring them the others’ respect. It’s true, in fact they frequently take others to thinking they are something successful. They are totally unable to realize that the fact of being “always busy” comes from the other fact of not being capable of organizing themselves. I’ve met in my life many people absolutely (self) convinced that being all the time with that air of a much busy person it is the way how it has to be. Most of them also think that wearing on their face a constant expression of worry and agitation takes their pairs to think they are efficient. Poor them…

African kid...

I am still looking for what I haven’t found. During my search for my own inner peace I have met this kid, on the picture. I said my usual “Hi, how’re you?”. He looked at me and smiled. He said, “I’m fine thanks”. Then I asked him “Is everything alright with you?”. He smiled again and replied “Yes, everything is fine”. Then I asked him “Can you tell me what is the way to go that place over there?”. He explained me how to proceed with my short visit to a specific place. Then I gave him some money and told him “Thanks, this is to pay your good work”. And from then on he followed me to everywhere I was going. I used him as my guide asking other things about that place and he was always very fast answering me. After a while, it came the farewell time. When I was already inside my car, I waved my right hand as a goodbye signal to him. He said something from outside I was not able to hear. I opened the car window and asked him to repeat what he said. He said “Give me a soccer ball”. I had no soccer ball with me and told him “I have no soccer ball with me. Sorry”. And he said with a smile “Ok, next time then”…

We’ve been busy! Busy with our little problems which we always see as huge as elephants. Busy with our own life. Busy with others’ life as a function of our own. We’ve been busy…

May the gods protect me from myself…

Blog upgrade

Today, during this blog’s theme upgrade to version 3.7.12 (Atahualpa) we’ve run into troubles due to a database crash. Thanks to support of Bluehost.com we have been able to recover all data. At least we think so…

Once again, let us know if you find anything missing or wrong in this blog.
Thanks!

Corpus Christi

Today we celebrate in Portugal the Corpus Christi (feast) day[1]! Due to current economical crisis, Portuguese government decided to remove this day from the list of the national holidays, starting this year, 2013.

Ok, fine! Less one holiday. A religious one. So what? Will we be more productive this way? Will this help attracting more foreign investment? Will this decrease unemployment? No ! Will this turn Portuguese less Catholic? Will this jeopardize the traditional faith of Catholic believers? Will this raise extraordinary issues about the national religious culture? No !

So, what the hell is this for? For nothing more than just for the sake of appearances[2]!

May the gods be with us…

  1. Roman Catholic holy date in tribute to the Eucharist observed on the first Thursday after Trinity Sunday.
  2. We would say in Portuguese “só para Inglês ver”. This odd expression dates back to the nineteenth century, when Brazil and England mutually agreed to combat the illegal black slave trade from Africa. This created a real dilemma for Brazil. On the one hand, Brazil owed Britain many favors and a lot of money, but on the other hand the entire economy of the country was based on slave labor, particularly on the coffee plantations, crucial to the Brazilian economy at the time. The solution was for Brazil to pass laws, but not to enforce them. A good example of this practice was a law passed in 1831 to end the slave trade into Brazil. This actually only took effect in 1852. In other words it was ‘just for the English to see’.

For the twenty-seventh turn…

FC Porto

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The 2012/2013 team of FC Porto: (1) Helton, (24) Fabiano, (41) Kadu, (2) Danilo, (4) Maicon, (5) Hector Quiñones, (22) Eliaquim Mangala, (23) Abdoulaye, (26) Alex Sandro, (30) Otamendi, (3) Lucho González, (6) Castro, (8) João Moutinho, (10) James Rodríguez, (15) Marat Izmaylov, (25) Fernando, (35) Steven Defour, (70) Tó Zé, (9) Jackson Martínez, (17) Varela, (19) Liedson, (27) Christian Atsu, (28) Kelvin, (39) Mauro Caballero Jr, (57) Sebá.

Portuguese Football League 2012/2013
this table extracted from FIFA.com